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You'd given up hope?

Believe me.

Why, is your love so poor?

I knew you'd not deceive me.

As many a girl before, —

Ah, dear, you will forgive me?

Say no more, sweet, say no more!

Love trusts, and that's enough, my dear.

Trust wins to trust; whereof, my dear,

Love holds to love; and love, my dear,

Is – well, that's all my lore.

Come, pay me or I'll scold you. —

Give me the kiss you owe. —

You fly when I'd enfold you?

No! no! I say! now, no!

How often have I told you,

You must not treat me so?

More sweet the dusk for this is,

For lips that meet in kisses. —

Come! come! why run from blisses

As from a mortal foe?